I had another Level 2 ultrasound today. The baby is doing well and weighs about 1 pound and 4 ounces. She was using her hands to play with her feet and sucking her thumb. She looked so cute and a lot like Jenna did at around 18 or 19 weeks when I found out Jenna was a Jenna. I do have pictures and a video but need to get the pictures scanned. I will put them up as soon as that is done.
I am almost 24 weeks, which is viability or the ability for the baby to survive outside the womb if she born now. Though the odds for her to survive would be low, she would still have a chance. I will feel relieved when I hit 24 weeks on Wednesday.
While I was there I had a scare. They thought I may have placenta previa which would mean the placenta was covering the cervix. Not good and that if that were the case I may have to have a C-Section when it was time to deliver. So, the doctor took a look and could not tell. Then I had to have a different kind of ultrasound - the not fun kind. Turns out I am fine and do not have it. After having preeclampsia with Jenna I was all worked up and scared, especially because they were being all quiet and acting weird at first and I thought something was wrong with baby girl #2. I hadn't seen both her legs on the ultrasound so I thought maybe she had one leg? I didn't know. My mind was racing and I thought of a million different outcomes. None of them happy. They really should not torture patients like that! Thank goodness nothing was wrong with me or the baby.
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Hooray for a healthy looking baby and mama! You poor thing...don't the docs know they aren't supposed to do that to a patient?
I think they have a way of worrying people like that... even if they are not trying to. It's amazing how your mind will run through all these possible scenarios (like not having a leg!) if you let it. I felt this baby start moving as early as 11 weeks and because of that had convinced myself the only reason I could feel it that early is because I had low amniotic fluid and something was going terribly wrong. Even when it was something good I had worried myself silly...
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